The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

at dusk.

Grandma came to invite Li Xiqiao to sit at the table, and Li Xiqiao ordered all the maids to put down their work and sit at the table together!

All the maids were delighted. This was a common practice in previous years. The princess often found ways to reward them during various festivals, so it was not uncommon for them to celebrate the Lantern Festival with the princess this time.

The inner hall is full of women, and the outer hall is full of servants and guards.

Because Li Xiying ordered the kitchen staff to put all the food on the table at once, and in order to ensure the food's warmth, the kitchen staff placed a small stove under each dish with one or two silver charcoals in the stove, thus ensuring that everyone could stop their busy work and have their own seat.

Because Qiao Xian was a guest, she sat on the left side of Li Xiying, and because grandma was the oldest and always worried about the servants' accidents, she was asked to sit on her right side. Then, the maids were allowed to sit wherever they wanted.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. Everyone, eat and drink well. After dinner, we can enjoy the lanterns or the moon, or drink tea or wine in Zizhuang!"

After Li Xiying finished speaking, there was applause from the audience.

Then the banquet was opened!

There were several trays of noodle crumbs on the table. Qiao Xian picked one up first and found it very strange. She smelled it and realized that it was just noodles. She took a bite and almost broke her teeth.

"Is there something in it?" She put it in the bowl and looked at it in amazement, then used chopsticks to pry it open, took out a short bamboo stick, and sneered, "The cook was so careless that he dropped the stick in there!"

Li Xi knew that since she had never celebrated the Lantern Festival, she had naturally never seen the secrets inside the flour cocoon, so she couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is called a flour cocoon, and it got its name because it looks like a silk cocoon. The stick was put in there on purpose."

Daimao was sitting opposite her, and said sarcastically, "Mrs. Qiao, why don't you just read what's written inside and make a guess? This is called cocoon divination, just like divination by drawing lots, you get what you draw. If it's among men, the official position will naturally be written inside the cocoon, and the winner will be determined by the size of the official position..."

Qiao Xian said disapprovingly, "What good is a high official position? Even if you fall from a high position, you will be condemned and scolded by thousands of people. It will only make you fall more miserably. You are no better than us merchants. We are not divided into different classes, but we are sneered at by those in power and ranked as the lowest. In my opinion, kings, princes, generals and ministers are no more than this. There is nothing to covet."

Even though the words were crude, the logic was not rough, Li Xizhen agreed, "The words were crude, but the logic was not rough, and what he said made sense."

Feicui explained, "It's just a long-standing custom. If a lady eats the noodle cocoon, she naturally won't write these words. She will just write some blessings. You will know when you take a look."

Qiao Xian took a look at it as she was told. It said: "You are like the dust on the road, and I am like the muddy water. We are floating and sinking in different ways. When will we be together?"

Qiao Xian was puzzled. "What does this mean? I know every word, but I don't know what it means."

Li Xi was helpless, because the poem was about marriage, and Qiao Xian was a female guest, so it was inconvenient to joke with her. He then said to her: "This can only be understood but not explained. You can keep it and find someone to interpret it for you in private next time."

Everyone at the table smiled but said nothing.

Then everyone took a dough cocoon, removed the stuffing, took out the skewers and read it once.

Li Xi's poem is: "'Peach blossoms and flowing water fade away, there is another world, not the human world.'"

What was written on the fortune stick seemed to correspond to the current situation of "seclusion". Her younger brother was still in the palace, and Zhu Wen was busy exercising power, totally unaware that she, a princess, had escaped from the dire straits and was spending the Lantern Festival in this unknown villa.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone was drinking and having fun, and the sound of servants and guards playing guessing games and finger-guessing games could be heard from the outer hall, while the sound of maids clinking glasses with laughter could be heard from the inner hall.

It was a clear and moonlit night outside.

She also poured a glass of wine, walked to the window, looked up at the moon above the roof, held the cup in her hand, and poured all the wine into the soil under the moon.

She murmured, "Grandpa, mother...have fun together."

Everyone had almost finished eating, and the servants brought out all the fireworks that His Royal Highness Prince Xian had brought during the Spring Festival but had not yet been set off. Suddenly, a servant outside the window lit the fireworks one by one.

With a "whoosh" sound, layers of sparks exploded in the air, blooming like flowers. The maids all went out of the hall to watch. There were also fireworks, flower tubes and other things taken out for fun. It was really colorful and lively.

After watching the fireworks, they admired the moon and the lanterns until three o'clock in the morning. The maids and servants all felt sleepy, so they went to sleep.

The remaining mess will be cleaned up tomorrow.

At noon the next day, Qiao Xian was supposed to leave for Luoyang. When she left, she took the fortune stick she had drawn last night and asked Li Xi to order everyone around to leave. Then she said, "You have to explain the meaning of this to me before I leave, right?"

Li Xiqi said with a smile: "This is from the poem "The Moon Rises on the High Tower" written by Cao Zhi in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. However, this is only one line, so it can only be interpreted by people, but the original meaning of the poem cannot be abandoned. The general meaning is: if the man you like is dust, you must break free from the constraints on yourself and don't be like water and mud, then you can have a good marriage."

Qiao Xian suddenly realized something, thought about it, and repeated the poem again before saying, "After all, it's actually a poem about a resentful woman?"

Then she threw the stick away and said, "I thought it was something good, but it's all thanks to your relationship that you know her so well. How boring!"

Li Xizhen disagreed and said, "If you think positively, then it is good. If you think negatively, then it must be as described in the poem! The meaning is given by people to avoid mistakes. It is human nature. Why think too much?"

Qiao Xian glanced at the sticks on the ground, "What floating or sinking? If there is a man I like, and he thinks I am mud but would rather be dust, then let him float. There are so many men in the world, who cares?"

"What about the other way around?" Li Xiying couldn't help but ask.

"On the contrary?" Qiao Xian laughed, "Of course, I am willing to make efforts, but I will never change myself and compromise!"

She was born in Yanqi Village, and her grandfather taught her: Never let yourself be wronged in life!

She remembers it very well.

After the two of them finished talking, a servant came to the door and reported: "Princess, someone sent a letter!"

Li Xi called Daimao, who was waiting at the door, to take the letter from the servant.

After hearing this, Daimao took the letter from the servant and handed it directly to her.

Li Xi took the letter and asked Daimao softly, "Madam Qiao is going back to the village. Have you prepared the carriage and food in advance?"

Daimao nodded and said, "The princess has instructed us to do so, so we have prepared everything. We are just waiting for Madam Qiao to set off."

"Really? Thank you for your help." Qiao Xian glanced at the tortoise shell and finally said something pleasing to the ear.

Daimao followed the princess's instructions and personally escorted Qiao Xian out of the manor.

Then, the room became extremely quiet.

After a night of excitement, the village finally returned to peace and tranquility.

She looked at the envelope in her hand, on which was written - From Tang Xing himself.

Then I opened the letter and unfolded it. Shan Luo said in the letter: I have been doing well recently. I had returned to Puzhou. Sima saw the envelope and handed it to me. My husband and I are on the way to Luoyang now. I heard the princess talking about the Prime Minister's Mansion. I was very happy. I wanted to go to Luoyang to see the Prime Minister's wife. Han Qi saw that I had cleared the haze and advised me that the situation was now settled and it was difficult to find relatives. So I was also ready to recognize the Prime Minister's wife. When I arrived in Luoyang, I would write to the princess again.

Li Xiqi's lips curled slightly, and she stayed in the manor waiting for Shanluo's next letter. After all, Shanluo still had to find out the address of the prime minister's wife.

While receiving the letter, I vaguely felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching me from a distance? A feeling of being stared at inexplicably arose from the bottom of my heart.

Fearing it was an illusion, he walked out of the room and looked into the distance.

Pearl, who was having dinner at Dragon Boat Festival, looked confused.

Li Xi was extremely confused and asked her, "Did anyone come in?"

Pearl shook her head, "No." Then she looked around. She was always timid and didn't feel scared. "Princess, why are you asking this? This is the princess's private courtyard. Even if there are outsiders entering the manor, the guards outside the courtyard gate will not let anyone in here casually."

Li Xixiao frowned. She couldn't tell whether the feeling just now was an illusion or not.

Pearl swallowed her saliva and said to her, "Princess, please stop teasing me. How can there be ghosts in broad daylight?"

After saying that, she took small steps and brought in the lunch.

Li Xixiao gazed at the distant mountains, then took a closer look at the surrounding scenery. He felt that there was nothing wrong and that he was thinking too much.